Sunday, 2nd March 2014,
6:15PM
Dear Jennifer,
GEORGIE returned home today. The kids – especially Harriet – were so delighted to see him back as safe as he had left. But I was on something else. I noticed that he was putting on the gold ring, and a strong repugnance against it suddenly struck my heart. As I hugged him, I felt something pushing me to hold his finger and pull off the ring, but I kept my knickers on.
“Baba, Tiger came here and threatened me. He said he was going to be my father.” It was Harriet who opened up the conversation about Tiger when Georgie had already sat down in the house. I had not even thought about the approach to take in handling the gridlock. Georgie turned up his eyebrows and cast onto me looks that seemed to beg the question “did you tell the kids about him”? I nodded, as if I had read and understood the facial expression, and remaine
Sunday, 2nd March 201411:00PMDear Jennifer,I thought Georgie would be back so I could find time with him to solve this impasse around Tiger, but he has not yet appeared. Faith called to say that the police have been looking for Tiger since the attack occurred.When I left Moderncare without answers, I took a motorbike ride to Star Mortuary where I heard most of the bodies were being transmitted. As I headed into the building, however, someone called my number. I took out the phone and checked; it was a landline number. I decided to pick up the call.“Hello… who’s calling, please?” I inquired.“Am I speaking to Mrs Linda Argwins?” asked a slim feminine voice.“Yes, you are. And who are you, please?” I replied.“Please come to Port Victoria Private
Monday, 3 February 201411:03MP.Dear Jennifer,Georgie has not returned home since yesterday and I am beginning to think something might be wrong, considering how he left yesterday, acerbic and disintegrated in family matters. Really, where would he be in the middle of this fracas? If he does not take great care, then he might as well be a target for the cops, given his high profile connections with Tiger. Information has also reached me that he went out to frighten someone. Why would he do that on someone who has entrusted me with their life?I went out to buy the Bible from a bookshop. If it could be a protection against Tiger and his mischiefs, then it was nothing to give a flying puck. Sincerely speaking, dear sister, I am wearied and scared of seeing the mystical Tiger's face every day and listening to his threats and mockeries. Where the hell did my marriage start rolling downhill?
Tuesday, 4th March 20148:45AMDear Jennifer,(Alert: This entry contains some amorous discriptions. However, care has been taken to avoid elements of offensive romantic candour)Georgie returned home at 2:00am today. I had already slept when he returned, and since we do not yet have another gatekeeper, he had to call me to open the gate. I have been trying to contact the gatekeeper since he last disappeared, but he does not answer my calls. He has decided to take the studs on his job. Maybe he is fed up with Tiger's threats or something unimaginable happened to him on the morning Tiger appeared at my porch. I am yet to investigate.When Georgie came into the house, I decided to take the wheels over our marriage muteness. I could feel that he was randy from the way he kept touching my breasts, and I badly wanted him too. But he was smelling horrible; the yucky freakish mixture of sweat and gri
Tuesday, 4 March 201411:00PMDear Jennifer,After my husband left in the morning, I cleaned the house and went about washing his clothes. Later, I went out to see Faith and settle the dispute that was rising between us. I used a motorcycle.I found her seated at the porch of her house. At first, I thought she would be flared at me, but to my surprise, she amplected and welcomed me into her house.I felt suspicious. When she served me tea, I hesitated taking it. "Faith, why are you doing this? I was hoping to find you still vexed up with me the way you were when you appeared at my gate? Why are you now good and kind to me?""What, Your Excellence? What are you talking about?" she asked, completely taken aback."No. Please don't play false modesty, darling. You did show up at my gate and said my husband accosted you!"
Wednesday, 5th March 201411:15PMDear Jennifer,The police came to my house in the morning. They said they wanted to ask me a few questions about the man Tiger. But I told them I was not ready for an interrogation about anything. One of them insisted that it was important that I told them what I knew about Tiger for my own safety. He went ahead and asked me whether and how many times the man has been at my house."If there's anything you want to know about him, I think the best person to ask would be my husband," I replied. "Not that they do interact, but he is the head of this family and is answerable to anything.""Well that depends on whether you want him arrested or not," said one of the two male cops."Arrested!" I exclaimed. "Um... okay... whatever it is, get your batts outa here! Please." I was irritated. Did they think they would put me down with a threat? No, I
"My name is Jennifer Elie. My sister, Linda Argwins, has been in a coma for six years following a deadly car crash in December 2014. A month ago, I went to her house back in the village to do some cleaning. And while I turned over her pile of clothes, I came across this secret journal that contains overwhelming information about her woes and sticky wicket, and which might be helpful in resuscitating her health."?????Because of a tiny gold ring...❣️A family is torn apart❣️Blood is shed❣️Hearts are closed❣️Relationships are shaken &❣️A life hangs on the precipice of death.What then is its purpose,Its source;In fact, its origin and destiny?☔☔☔?The findings of a secret and careful searching are kept in a journal by Linda and found by her sister, Jeniffer, at a time when she's near death. But
Thursday, 13 February 201411:00pmDear Jennifer,I have decided to write a personal journal to help me cool off my head over the tough times I face with my family. Should anything weird happen to me one day, I hope this book will find its way to you and help solve the riddles around my situation. I am not predicting something bad to happen to me or my family any soon; however, the future, and all its occurrences, is inevitable.Since my husband won the elections, he has been acting strangely. I hope, by now, you know that we no longer live in the 'boondock', but in our new home in the city. And I am struggling to cope with this life in the city - as a housewife, you know. That aside, my husband has been one on constant motion. He attends meetings upto, sometimes, hours past midnight. He no longer has time for me and our two kids. Every day after supper, he leaves for the so-called impromptu assignments and me
Friday, 14 February 201411:50pmDear Jennifer,I am worried about the safety of my husband. He has not returned home since he left yesterday and the kids have been all over me with questions. The first to ask me about him was my 10-year old Harriet. She has a soft spot for Georgie and whenever he disappears from home, she is always the first to ask. Today she had a light pyrexia and headache in the morning and when I sat at her bedside to give her some maramoja tablets to easen the pain, she aptly inquired, "Mama, did Baba really come back home yesterday?" I did not pick up a reply immediately. I wondered, what if I just tell her YES to pacify her fear and anxiety, would that not be helpful? But then, I remembered how she had previously turned ballistic when she realized that I had lied to her about her father's absence. So I held her right palm and repl
Wednesday, 5th March 201411:15PMDear Jennifer,The police came to my house in the morning. They said they wanted to ask me a few questions about the man Tiger. But I told them I was not ready for an interrogation about anything. One of them insisted that it was important that I told them what I knew about Tiger for my own safety. He went ahead and asked me whether and how many times the man has been at my house."If there's anything you want to know about him, I think the best person to ask would be my husband," I replied. "Not that they do interact, but he is the head of this family and is answerable to anything.""Well that depends on whether you want him arrested or not," said one of the two male cops."Arrested!" I exclaimed. "Um... okay... whatever it is, get your batts outa here! Please." I was irritated. Did they think they would put me down with a threat? No, I
Tuesday, 4 March 201411:00PMDear Jennifer,After my husband left in the morning, I cleaned the house and went about washing his clothes. Later, I went out to see Faith and settle the dispute that was rising between us. I used a motorcycle.I found her seated at the porch of her house. At first, I thought she would be flared at me, but to my surprise, she amplected and welcomed me into her house.I felt suspicious. When she served me tea, I hesitated taking it. "Faith, why are you doing this? I was hoping to find you still vexed up with me the way you were when you appeared at my gate? Why are you now good and kind to me?""What, Your Excellence? What are you talking about?" she asked, completely taken aback."No. Please don't play false modesty, darling. You did show up at my gate and said my husband accosted you!"
Tuesday, 4th March 20148:45AMDear Jennifer,(Alert: This entry contains some amorous discriptions. However, care has been taken to avoid elements of offensive romantic candour)Georgie returned home at 2:00am today. I had already slept when he returned, and since we do not yet have another gatekeeper, he had to call me to open the gate. I have been trying to contact the gatekeeper since he last disappeared, but he does not answer my calls. He has decided to take the studs on his job. Maybe he is fed up with Tiger's threats or something unimaginable happened to him on the morning Tiger appeared at my porch. I am yet to investigate.When Georgie came into the house, I decided to take the wheels over our marriage muteness. I could feel that he was randy from the way he kept touching my breasts, and I badly wanted him too. But he was smelling horrible; the yucky freakish mixture of sweat and gri
Monday, 3 February 201411:03MP.Dear Jennifer,Georgie has not returned home since yesterday and I am beginning to think something might be wrong, considering how he left yesterday, acerbic and disintegrated in family matters. Really, where would he be in the middle of this fracas? If he does not take great care, then he might as well be a target for the cops, given his high profile connections with Tiger. Information has also reached me that he went out to frighten someone. Why would he do that on someone who has entrusted me with their life?I went out to buy the Bible from a bookshop. If it could be a protection against Tiger and his mischiefs, then it was nothing to give a flying puck. Sincerely speaking, dear sister, I am wearied and scared of seeing the mystical Tiger's face every day and listening to his threats and mockeries. Where the hell did my marriage start rolling downhill?
Sunday, 2nd March 201411:00PMDear Jennifer,I thought Georgie would be back so I could find time with him to solve this impasse around Tiger, but he has not yet appeared. Faith called to say that the police have been looking for Tiger since the attack occurred.When I left Moderncare without answers, I took a motorbike ride to Star Mortuary where I heard most of the bodies were being transmitted. As I headed into the building, however, someone called my number. I took out the phone and checked; it was a landline number. I decided to pick up the call.“Hello… who’s calling, please?” I inquired.“Am I speaking to Mrs Linda Argwins?” asked a slim feminine voice.“Yes, you are. And who are you, please?” I replied.“Please come to Port Victoria Private
Sunday, 2nd March 2014,6:15PMDear Jennifer,GEORGIE returned home today. The kids – especially Harriet – were so delighted to see him back as safe as he had left. But I was on something else. I noticed that he was putting on the gold ring, and a strong repugnance against it suddenly struck my heart. As I hugged him, I felt something pushing me to hold his finger and pull off the ring, but I kept my knickers on.“Baba, Tiger came here and threatened me. He said he was going to be my father.” It was Harriet who opened up the conversation about Tiger when Georgie had already sat down in the house. I had not even thought about the approach to take in handling the gridlock. Georgie turned up his eyebrows and cast onto me looks that seemed to beg the question “did you tell the kids about him”? I nodded, as if I had read and understood the facial expression, and remaine
Saturday, 1st March 20146: 00PM.Dear Jennifer,Today was the day I felt like I was just entering a new world of things. When I opened Tiger’s notebook in the morning after having breakfast, I came across an order of writing I have never seen in my life. The title and subtitles of each page were written in meaningful English words, but the content consisted of a crazy jostle of the English alphabet and figures and another foreign alphabet I could not quite apprehend.The first page was titled “The burning ritual”. I strained my eyes through the content trying to see whether I could gather anything, but it all looked like computer-coded writing. I was just about to flip to the next page when I heard a knock at my bedroom’s door. I tossed the book under my pillow and went to the door. When I opened it, I met the grim looks of my little Harriet.“Baby, I told you not to come in. Have you fi
Friday, 28th February 201410:00PM.Dear Jennifer,Faith’s case was mentioned today and she was released on a five hundred thousand shillings cash bail (which I paid from my family’s account), and so I decided to pay her a visit for a small talk. My lawyer told me that she was a bit closed up about giving details and that I needed to find time with her and explain to her the importance of opening up for a court case.I found her watching news in her house - she looked weary and troubled. She welcomed me with a firm hug and great appreciation about my intervention in her case. After she had served me tea, I decided to start up the conversation.“Faith, my lawyer says you are hard on giving information,” I started, and poured some water to cool the bath, “You’re the like of my husband who clamps onto information like a kangaroo onto its child. Georgie has never been easy on opening up about anything,
Thursday, 27 February 20146:00PMDear Jennifer,There is quite a lot happening with this man Tiger that I feel like I'm living in fantasy. When I woke up today, I found him calmly seated on a chair at the porch. Just ima... I could not even believe it myself. It was about 6:00AM and I had woken up as usual to prepare the kids for school when I caught the choking smell of cigar smoke. When I opened the main door to see who it was, for I thought it could be the gatekeeper due to his smoking habit, to my consternation, I found Tiger instead, seated untouched, smoking weed!I was stupefied and almost fainted, dear. Tiger himself was not even tingled a bit. He did not even turn himself to look at me."Holy shit! You scared me to death, you tosspot!" I indicated my frustration after regaining strength. He did not respond. "What are you doing at my porch this early, Tiger?"